Its Complicated

chapter 12

Stanley looks from Eric to me and before I can do anything he pulls me between them on the couch.

"Eric was abused by his boyfriend before he met me. He knows the looks of people being abused." Stanley informs.

"When and who?" Eric demands, his voice deepening with anger.
I swallow nervously knowing if I don't tell them they might tell my friends, or worse, my mother.

"My boyfriend. Yesterday was the first time but it was because I made him angry after he said he loved me. It was-" Eric cuts me off.

"It was not your fault Kiara! You need to end your relationship with him as soon as possible. Men like him never change. My eyes fill with tears
How can he say it wasn't my fault? It was, I was stupid enough to start dating him and provoking him.

"Kiara." Stanley sighs pulling me into a hug that Eric quickly joins in.
I stiffen then quickly pull away and stand.
"I need to go home, can you tell Zack and Zoe I wasn't feeling well?"

Before I can even hear either of their replies I am out the door and jumping into my car.
"Kiara!" Eric shouts but I ignore him and drive out of their driveway.

I know I shouldn't be driving while I am upset but I can stop.

I can't let anyone see me like this.

I end up stopping at a park not too far away to cry myself dry before driving home knowing I won't be eating dinner again.

This is my mess so i need to figure this out. I cant let anyone know about my weakness. If they don't know they can't pity me.

I've never been good with people pitying me. It makes me feel weak and hopeless. No one should know about this, I repeat in my head the entire drive back to my house

I am in my bedroom as always doing homework with logan beside me .

Over the past week because i haven been able to sleep ive done so much school work its unreal. Its becoming ovbious im running out of things to occupy myself with.

Im so desprate ive even took up my mothers offer to learn how to knit, at the moment im knitting a pair of black socks just something simple to start off with i guess.

Logan stares at me and all i can do is wait for him to start asking questions.

" Okay whats with the knitting"He asks staring at me

He must be worried im going to stab him with the needles soon, Even though the thought of stabbing him is very pleasent im not violent.

" I dony know its just something i thought me and my mother could do together" i say but frown at my knitting needles.

I think im turning into my grandmother.

And then all of a sudden we both burst into a fit of laughter.

After a few hopeless attempts to stop laughing we finally succeed.

Okay that was highly amusing.

"Okay, I need to go home. When is your mum coming back?"

I am surprised that Logan and I are having fun together and even more surprised that he needs to go.

He doesn't seem bad when he is happy which is most of the time.

Hopefully we can stay as happy as we are now for a while longer.

"Mum will be back in a few more hours." I lie.

Just because we are getting along doesn't mean I want him to stay longer.

Mum has gone to a meeting conference for her boss's company in Fremantle. Because she is the big man's Secretary she has to be there.